Thunder Storm

Dried roses Hung upside down on your windowsill You watch the sky cry in the background Wrapped in your white cashmere sweater With sleeves all too long Fingers clinging to the cup of tea Warming you as you sit by the windowsill Goose bumps trailing down your legs As you remember those times

You see yourself dancing in the rain Back when you could Oh those summer nights And sun showers And you said The rain washed away all of the pain But you know you’re still hurting And there’s only one person who understands

He stands behind you And leans to kiss you on the cheek Wraps one arm around your neck And pulls out roses from behind his back He stands back to see your reaction

Beautiful, vivid red roses Bright and healthy Freshly cut and crisp Lying upright in your arms A new beginning A fresh start Forget the pain and go dance in the rain Dance next to the girl you used to be So happy and fearless

You hold hands with yourself Twirl yourself round and round Till the rain has stopped and the rainbow shines Smiles are back and flowers begin to bloom The sun comes out of hiding Everything’s back to normal In this small California town

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